Living Water

Living here, in a mountain desert,Upon an August afternoon,Value lies in a water glassbut it will vanish soonTrue, nothing makes your throat wetterStill, God's got something better

Come and drink the living waterTaste the finest wineBreak the bread that tastes so sweetThe Savior's being divineWorry not for food or bedLilies neither toil nor sweatThe one who knows each hair on your headWill be your stay, you can betLiving water

Water like a rushing riverAll you'll ever needTaste the crystal spring on whichEternal souls must feedReady for your baptism?